Chapter 214

He checked his messages, the first and the last one were from Carissa. They had been spending time on and off whenever she was in town they had been having a nice time; he very much enjoyed each others company. Akshar found himself smiling listing to her voice message; they have been talking to each other every single day for the past few months, as if they have met each other for the first time. He realized how much he adored her and how great were the times they spent together. He knew she will always have an irreplaceable place in his heart, he loved her dearly and so many things have happened and they have gone their separate ways and their lives have changed. But such affection never dies, he had felt betrayed, hurt and angry all those years ago and eventually it all went away and all he holds on to were the wonderful memories. He knew her pretty well, and to some extent her past, her passions and her desires and much much more. Something didn’t make sense to him; how come she wants to get back in touch with him all these years later and the intensity of her communication with him was puzzling him.

There were certain things that surprised him the most. All she wanted was to spend some time with him and nothing more, she didn't see to have any other hidden agenda behind it, all see wanted was some quality time. She spoke a lot about the good times they had, she even seemed to remember the color of the shirt he had worn on certain occasions, like the play they had been to see "Romeo and Juliet" and how he had spilled jelly on his shirt after she had forced him to eat the jelly on the popcorn, a odd combination of course, but somehow it had tasted good. At the same time she couldn't remember the street or address of the apartment or the name of her favorite restaurant. He knew that something was going on in her life but he had no clue and some things about her, like her frequent visits to the US and avoiding any questions about her visit etc. His instinct told him that something was wrong in her life. Every time he saw her she looked stunning, and there was no sign in her that indicated any problem. She wanted to know more about his life and asked him too many questions. She seemed genuinely interested in knowing more about him, which was not like her but it made more sense since she was trying to reconnect with him. To confuse him even more she seemed sad that there was no woman in his life, it seemed as if she felt that it was her fault that he was unable to love another. Sensing that he had assured her that his busy life and family has been interfering with that and maybe he has become too picky. For that she had even given him a mini lecture and it felt as thought she was speaking from her experience. He was puzzled, thoroughly puzzled by her. He had let go of their past, at least he thought he had, but there was something that drew him closer, much closer to her than he had ever expected.